Really,i would just get all the people i can to help out.Then i would start trying to get the mods to block the posts,If i were being spammed by bots.
You're kinda missing the point of this thread. Either that, or you're joking 
EDIT: Please don't reply to this post, we shouldn't go too off-topic...
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
165 were attacked by 12000 spambots.
Man, how i love GregTech right now...
I got a completely mad idea, that could just as well have done nothing at all. I brought forth a lapotronic energyorb that i had carried for around a month now. I threw it in between all of the spambots.
Oh, how i love ElectroMagnetic Pulses.
At least 9001 spambots shut down in an instant. The morale of the soldiers rose. And we kicked some major spambot ass. The 12000 spambots that had gone after us were soon destroyed - they might be many, but they are extremely bad at aiming. And most of them only had melee weapons. 12000 were down, and the Everhill garrison started fighting back. After five minutes, some droppods fell down from the sky. And a minute later, soldiers in exoskeletons streamed out, killing any bots in their path. The attack had been stopped. The all-clear was sounded.
Of the 165 soldiers that came from Greenfield, 50 were dead. I planted beacons on them, and saw as they were teleported back to base for revival.
After that, we went into Everhill's bunkers for the night. They had been dug very deep by now.
------INITIATE TRANSMISSION------
Wasmic: This is squad leader Wasmic. Everhill has been secured. Also reporting that some alien known as EnderWraithGuard is helping in the war against the spambots.
Greenfield: Copy that. We've just recieved reinforcements, and all soldiers have been revived. Our missiles are ready, but we have sighted some kitchens rolling across the desert, headed in our direction. We are teleporting you back to base tomorrow at 4 PM.
Wasmic: Copy that. Notifying the other squads.
------ABORT TRANSMISSION------
That night went by without anything unexpected happening. We did have to kill a few spybots, but that was expected.
After a good nights sleep, I was sent out on a scouting mission with a little squad. We got ambushed, but we managed to fend them off. Just after that, a Hose Crimping/Swaging class aircraft flew just over head. I instinctually fired my right and left head at it, and luckily hit the pilot with one of them. After a few seconds, he was withered away, and the aircraft crashed. We then hightailed back to base.
I was back Greenfield military base, being scanned and probed and a lot of things, and after a few hours of this, the doctors found out wht had happened: The virus that infected me had saved my life by making my cells regenerate rapidly, and then something unexplained happened, turning me into a sort-of wither. The differences are that i cannot launch my middle head, and that i have arms. I also am nowhere near as durable as the "real" wither - I only have around a sixth of the durability, though that still means that I am around five times as durable as a normal human.
I later recieved a medal, for displaying exceptional courage and using myself as a shield for a barrack, which would else have been hit by the rocket. I didn't even know that the rocket was coming, but i didn't tell them.
That evening, we were ordered outside. My squad, along with 11 other, was ordered to the Everhill base, where we should help defending while they fortified themselves. We moved out, 165 men - fifteen had died that day, and the generators had been sabotaged, so that we couldn't revive them yet.
A few hours later, we arrived at Everhill. And it was being attacked by at least 30000 spambots. command was issued over radio: "Fire at will". So we did. I think we might have killed thousand before they even noticed us. But they noticed us. And then half the swarm stormed us. 12000vs 165. That was never a fair fight. I think we might each have killed a fifty robots, but they were just too many.
To be continued, gotta close down now...
The air raid alarm sounded. Just as it had done nearly every day. A stream of soldiers and civilians hurried to the bunkers. The last people got in, and the bunkers were sealed. Ten seconds later, the ground shook around us. At least the spambots hadn't started to use bunker-buster-bombs yet, but it couldn't be long before they would. The all-clear was sounded, and we streamed out to prepare for the attack that we knew would come soon. But this time was different.
"I'm out!" someone shouted close to me. A "GET DOWN" was heard over the noise, and I jumped to the ground, along with many others. I had been issued squad command. My squad was of fifteen soldiers, including me. The rocket that had been warned of swooshed half a meter over our heads. "We have to man the defenses before they destroy them! Come with me, Omega-16!". Omega was the designation for the assault squads, but right now, an assault was impossible. "Spambots left in area: 19389", the speakers said.
We started forward, towards the wall that both sides tried to take control over. I don't know how, but somehow those basterds managed to take out our guards on the fortress wall. We reached the wall, and were temporarily safe. But we had to get on top of it - right where we would be easy to shoot. I ran up the stairs, and waved for the others to go with me. I poked my head above the wall, and got hit by some sort of rocket. Next thing i knew, i had that surge in the stomach - the one you get when portaling to another dimension. But this wasn't the Nether. And it wasn't the End.
It was dark, cold. I could see, but it was dark. I was in a cave. I placed a torch, and saw that the stone was nearly black. I fired my mining laser at the wall of the tunnel, and it breached out into... somewhere. I went through the tunnel, and came out in another cave. A much larger cave. It looked just like a nether-cave, but it was much darker, and there was no lava. It was just dry. Some fire was burning, but it was a cold fire that burned black and blue. I walked over to one of the flames, and felt the coldness surround me. I was hit by something in the back, and that something blew up. As i lay there on the ground, I saw some weird creatures flying around - they looked like blazes, but burned with the black fire. I felt a weird, unpleasant sensation inside of me, and hurried back into the cave I came from. I scanned myself with my medkit, and a few seconds later, a word appeared on its screen. Withering.
I started a cellular scan, and an electronical voice said: "Subject scan completed. Warning: Subject withering. Warning: Virus activity detected. Virus is boosting cellular regeneration. Warning: Subjects cells wither away faster than they regenerate. Activating nanite healing mechanism. Warning: Subject still withering faster than regenerating. Warning: Subject cannot be saved without immediate advanced healing. This device is incapable of advanced healing. Aborting nanite healing mechanism."
I sat there on the floor of a cave, in a dimension, having no idea of how to escape. And i withered. And after an hour, it stopped. I was alive. But i was withered. I looked down. My legs were gone. I had turned into a wither. But not quite. I still had arms. Then i realized it - I could see properly now. I could still see that it was dark, but now i could see what was in the dark. Filled with a new determination to escape this dimension, I went out into the big cave again. I was hit by one of those cold blazes again, but this time it didn't really affect me. I turned to face it. I had a sudden urge to do... something, i didn't really know what, but i did it. And the rightmost of my heads was launched, and as it hit the blaze, it exploded. I went over to the place that the blaze had died, and some blue rods lay on the ground. I picked them up, and as i looked up, i saw a glow, coming from the top of a floating island. I wanted to see what i was, but i had no blocks on me to build up to the floating island. I just wanted to go up there. Then i thought: "What if..."
And a second later, i was floating up towards the floating island, and on top of it was a portal. I entered the portal, and a second later i floated out of another. I was back in the overworld, but where was I?
------INITIATE TRANSMISSION------
Wasmic: This is Wasmic calling Frostbite outpost. I need a ride from coordinates x12075 z-9027 to command center Greenfield. Please send an evac, and if you can't, just send me the coordinates.
Frostbite: Copy that. Evac on it's way.
------ABORT TRANSMISSION------
A little addon with some kind of eu<>ue converter would be great! but i dont think that the 2 power grids will become compadible.
This won't be needed, as the UE battery box already serves that function. It can take in any power (EU/MJ/watt) and output any of those three. So you can actually use the battery box as a buildcraft energy store. Or use it to convert MJ to EU. Or MJ to watts. Or or or or...
EDIT: By the way, this is a really awesome feature.
Hmmmm, bandages? Industrium conflict?
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'd really love to see this in IC. The glass should behave in a way so that if you set redstone to one glass block, all glass blocks in that in contact with it will also be affected.
Also, only 2 and 3 should use power, 1 should use redstone, and 4 wouldn't need annything.
There are already converters.
What about letting Cables accept IC²-EU, and directly convert those into UE and backwards? So then you dont need a converter Block, and are able to use just UE-Cables as Converter.
I support this, but it should go both ways. Then you could just stick an IC2 cable on a machine, and then power it with UE power.
I was in the hospital part of GregTech Intergalactical. The AI told me that i was fine now, but that i might have slight pains different places on my body. I had been there for around a week. I asked the AI about that polyvirus that supposedly had infected me, and after a few hours of waiting I was told that it had entered a state of hibernation, and that it had infected every single cell of my body. Therefore it could not be cured.
3 days later...
I was told that a forward base had been set up at Minecraftia. They had been successful in keeping the spambots away, but they had not taken any new territory. They needed reinforcements. I was sent down there along with a hundred other people. We stargate'd to an orbital battlestation, from where we were dropped down to Minecraftia. We were dropped down in the heat of battle, and I was hit by a laser the instant I landed. Luckily I was wearing my QSuit, but it lost quite a lot of power there. We immediately started falling back to the main base, and sustained only few casualties. We would soon start taking Minecraftia back.
If cans were implemented as food source, can recipe should be buffed to like 24 cans for 5 tin. Just call me a tinpincher, but 4 cans for 5 tin is waaaay too low.
EDIT: I think i heard something about the cans being given back when eaten. I am in no position to test right now, but if this is true i would just buff the recipe to 8, or even keep it where it is. The wiki is a bit inconclusive.
Okay, weird things are happening now...
I somehow found myself in some sort of fort in the desert. It looks quite high-tech, but i have absolutely no idea of it's defenses. I don't know how i got here, either. I just woke up here.
Probaply has something to do with those damn spambots. I heard that they have gone underground, and that they come overground to raid cities. This place looks like there has been som heavy fighting, but i found a half-full MFSU close by and got my Q-Suit charged.
Well, i'll go to sleep now, might as well get some rest. I'll explore more tomorrow.
------365 DAYS SINCE FIRST APPEARANCE OF SPAMBOTS------
------TRANSMISSION INITIATED------
Unknown: Be advised, Minecraftian sector 37-D is being incinerated from orbit in T-2 hours. Incineration from orbit in T-2 hours.
------TRANSMISSION ABORTED------
Well, good thing i ain't in that sector. Or... am i? Gotta check the coordinates and... I am in 37-D. Shit. Luckily I'm on the outskirts, so I can probaply get away in time.
10 minutes later...
Okay, ready to get out of here and... HOLY F***********UMAD********SH******CR*P*****S*ORM!
*Picks up radio*
------TRANSMISSION INITIATED------
Wasmic: If anyone can hear me, i request an immediate evac. I am being stormed by a horde of AT LEAST 4000 spambots, and incineration from orbit is imminent in T-1 hour and 50 minutes. Repeat, I request immediate evac...
Unknown: Copy that, all evac's are busy. We recommend holding out and then going underground for the incineration. That's your best hope. Over and out, we're under attack!
------TRANSMISSION ABORTED------
I went into the fort and looked for the main power switch. If i could just get the fort's defenses up and running... AAAAND BINGO!
Several autoturrets immediately woke up and started scanning for spambots, but the bots were still a mile away.
I found some weapons in a box, quite exotic, actually. I picked one that was called an "vibranium gun", and got up on the wall. They were around half a mile away now. The first waves were apparently only armed with plumbing pipes, so i should be able to take them out from a distance. 100 metres... 50 metres... I shot. The projectile flew in an arc, and when it hit, a few seconds went by and... It blew up. With a very big explosion, i think it might have destroyed 100 spambots at once.
10 minutes later...
There is a giant pile of destroyed spambots now, but I'm running low on this so-called Vibranium. I could really do with a random mutation right now...
30 minutes later...
So i found a stockpile of other weapons, but i'm running low on ammo. There's only an hour and 10 minutes till incineration, but i doubt i can hold out for so long. For now, there is a break in the onslaught, but i think they might just return with stronger weapons.
Some time later...
Okay, gotta hold out for five more minutes... The ammo supplies were really big, but it's only just gonna cut it. 4 more minutes... F**K! No more ammo! I'm going underground now, the fort has some tunnels.
Well, this turned out to be way more intricate than expected. The tunnels are really labyrinthine...
3 minutes later...
The bots should have overrun the fort by now, i hope they haven't got into the tunnels. I can hear a white noise from above ground, that's probaply the incineration that's taking place.
5 minutes later...
SHIT! Some spambots have followed me below ground, and i'm out of ammo. Wait, it feels like... I'm mutating. I'll get my Q-Suit of. The bots can find me any minute now...
Wait... I'm not mutating in the same manner as earlier. I just hope i'll be able to survive the spambots.
It's actually quite muddy in here. I've been sinking in pools of the stuff for some time now.
I think i've fully tranformed now... and it looks like I'm totally made of mud this time, and i've also grown to 4 metres height. The spambots are only around 3 blocks, I think they... They found me. I think there might be around a hundred of them down here. They're running towards me and... I got hit in the shoulder. They brought ranged weapons down here. My arm got blown right off my shoulder! Infuriated, i attacked them. I ran towards them, them towards me, and... my arm grew back. Don't ask how, but it somehow extended itself from my shoulder. I then picked up a spambot, and - to my surprise - tore it in half with my bare hands. I don't know how, but i somehow got control over my body. I "absorbed" my arm, and in it's place, i grew a mass of tentacles. Within a minute, all of them had been torn apart, except one wich i absorbed into my body, just if someone would like to study it. Then i realized that the mutation would probaply wear of within an hour, so i just tore it apart without even bringing it out of my body, and the mutation started to wear off. I got up in the fort and was greeted by a robotic evac ship of GregTech Intergalactical.
BUT WHAT THE HELL DO YOU NEED ALL THAT POWER FOT???
Macerators, maybe?
Is it just me or the new taint system is way less fun than the old one?
I don't know, as i don't play TC, but it's definitely ████████ ████.
So, the RRU Explorer is actually really big. As in, REALLY big. I was given a sorta tour of it today, and i'ts just enormous. As i was on the bridge, looking at how they controlled the ship, i eventually grew bored and looked out of the window. We were apparently going to leave orbit in a few hours, so i cast a few more looks at my home world. A weird spot appeared far below the ship. It was getting closer by the minute. And suddenly i realized what it was and hurried over to the one who looked like he was important. I think he was, as he responded quickly to what i told him. I said:"Is it bad that a kitchen is rushing towards us with 500 miles per hour?"
It apparently was. He told me to get to the escape capsule bay, just as a safety precaution. As i was on my way, i heard him send a squad of raiders to man the cannons. Going to the capsule bay turned out to be a bad idea. I had arrived and been there for a few minutes, when one of the capsules launched. Near- immediately after, a squad of raiders arrived. They told me to put on my Q-Suit, and so i did. A large hose cramping machine connected to the outside of the capsule dock of the capsule that just fired. And out of it came around hundred spambots. This didn't look good - my Q-Suit was nearly out of power. The raiders started shooting as many as they could, but they were just too many. and now they had surrounded the group and I. We backed up against a wall. The squad leader then commanded us all into an escape pod, as we launched, he spoke in his walkie-talkie - There aren't too many of them, but we got surrounded. To squads should be able to do it with minimal losses. And we flew down towards the planet below.
A message came in over the radio. "All spambots on ship have been subdued. We suffered no losses, and two serious injuries, but not fatal ones. We lost contact to an outpost on ground a few hours ago. Would you mind steering your capsule there and checking out what has happened? We will send a transport to get you when you need it."
The outpost was more like a sort of quick-erect fort, placed in a desert, although not the Sandblow Desert. This was much more rocky. The squad that saved me consisted of 8 men and their leader. That made ten with me. The outpost was completely deserted. There were no traces of the occupants of the fort - until one the squads raiders came running out of a building, screaming "IT'S A TRAP! I found a note from the outpost captain! The spambots have taken them prisoners, and now they're coming for US!" The squad leader hurried over to him and read the note. "It's true", he said.
Next thing that happened, an alarm sounded. "ALERT: SPAMBOTS DETECTED. ALERT...". This was not good. They told me to charge my stuff, so i did. One of the raiders told me about the time that they had been stuck in orbit over a dark planet, forced to mine for green glowing crystals until they had enough to power the ship.
That was when we saw the spambots approaching over a ridge. And they were many. Very, very many. The squad leader requested an evac, but as it came down, a giant kitchen sink hit its one engine, forcing it to emergency land i the fort. We had to make a stand. We stood and shoot over the wall. Every single shot hit a spambot, but they just advanced. They were so many. Thet eventually reached the wall of the fortress, and we still couldn't see an end to their stream. The pile of spambots below us grew higher and higher, and we were running out os ammo. They couldn't afford to nuke the spambots from orbit, as that would invariably kill us.
I still don't really know what happened. The tests have been a bit inconclusive, but I was apparently very lucky, as using the machine has a very high mortality rate. The tests shows that my DNA has become unstable, but right now it doesn't show any weird tendencies. However, with increased stress comes a higher mutation rate, the scientists say... I don't know what to make of this, however. Does it mean that I will randomly transform into different... beings when in danger? Well, I guess only time will tell. The scientists say they don't know how to stabilize me, if it's even possible. Quite nice place this is, by the way. Nice people.
(Off game: Is this an underground base, or is it in SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCE?
Churros. You know, the baked dough with brown sugar? I was eating dinner, and there were some as a dessert. I ended up eating thirteen of them, they were so delicious.
Why brown sugar? I don't know if it is just me, but everywhere i have seen them there has always been both normal sugar, cinnamon sugar (i suppose that is the brown sugar?) and softice. Oftenly also caramel, but that's just gross.
The battle raged. I had somehow been mutated, but I don't know how or to what. All I know is that it made me bigger, stronger, faster and armed with natural weaponry. I apparently also had four extremely pointy - and strong - tentacles growing out my back, though they felt like they were getting shorter by the minute. I realized that I was also slightly shrinking - not to normal size, but at least a little. My new claws also started getting smaller.
This was really bad. I was also getting tired. Who knows when they will get me? Then i destroyed the last one. They apparently hadn't send a very big wave, as I was only one. The loudspeaker sounded again. "All spamnots are destroyed. Evac aborted."
I was nearly normal again now. Someone was trying to connect to my radio.
Better make a handheld one.
------BEGIN TRANSMISSION------
"This is an automated broadcast. A large spambot horde has been spotted, approaching the Sandblow Desert. ETA: 5 minutes."
BzzzzZZZzzz...... ZzzxZzbbzzz
(another voice): This i Raider squad high underground recon team. Charge your nanosaber, you'll have to hold out for a minute.
Wasmic: Roger that.
------END TRANSMISSION------
The spambots approached. They were more than before, but this time they had guns. Then it struck me. I could fit my qsuit now! I quickly ran into my house, put on my suit and picked up my "safety nuke" and a stick of dynamite.
------DAY ???------
Phew... finally out of that mine again... Wait... WHAT THE F*** HAPPENED HERE?
My... my desert... it's... glassed!
Ohmygod, oooh mygod, OH MY GOD!
Where's my house? Yes, that direction... What the hell happened here?
[...]
Oh, the glassed zone ends here... It looks like someone threw a plasma party...
[...]
Thanks god, my house is whole...
Well, time to macerate my ores!
[Five days later]
Okay, my radio is up and running!
------BEGIN TRANSMISSION------
Wasmic:
This is wasmic calling. Has anybody got any clue what happened in the eastern Sandblow Desert? It seems like it has been glassed, the sand has a hard surface.
Any body knows if a nuke has blasted, or a conflagration bomb detonated?
Unknown:
I don't know about the Sandblow Desert, but the Greenlush Jungle has been completely burned off by the spambots!
Wasmic:
Spambots?
Unknown:
YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT THE SPAMBOTS?
Wasmic:
No, should i?
Unknown:
Where have you been for the last month? Underground?
Wasmic:
Yes.
Unknown:
Oh... I see... Well, the spambots are invading, and we do everything we can to stop them! Sadly, there doesn't seem to be an end to their stream...
OH SHIT THERE'S ONE! [...] Are you still there?
Wasmic:
Yes.
Unknown:
Do you have a teleporter?
Wasmic:
No but i can make one in a couple of minutes.
Unknown:
Please, hurry! The spambots have set my reactor up to self-destruct in 5 minutes!
Wasmic:
Okay, i'm working as fast as i can. Just try and hold the line!
[...]
Unknown:
[Background noise: SELF DESTRUCT IN SIXTY SECONDS]
Please, hurry!
Wasmic:
Okay, my teleporter is ready! Send me your cordinates!
Unknown:
Okay: X is minus 500, and Z is 46702.
Wasmic:
Okay, establishing link...
Come on, work faster!!!
Unknown:
Shit, they've breached my defenses and are approa
------SIGNAL LOST------
------TRANSMISSION ENDED------
Okay what's that error now?
SHIT! They've got my location! Better dismount the teleporter and get ready for the attack...
Okay, i've gotten a full Qsuit, fully charged. I think i will check out those old plans i found in that mine...
[...]
Oh, it's a multi-block machine...
[...]
------Day 42------
Okay, it's finally finished. Now, how does it work? It looks like i'm supposed to go in there?
Now just to get it started...
Ooooooh, a shiny GUI! What does that button do? Nononononononono, i can't just use a machine that i don't know what does... Who says those plans have ever been tested? It might blow up...
Well, pressing the turn off button...
*Gets strapped to the machine by the machine itself*
SHIT! Is it starting now? Have i wired something wrongly?
Oh shit, it's starting to glow, i don't think this is good...
Why didn't i keep the Qsuit on, i would have been able to kick myself free!
And now there's bolts of electricity everywhere!
*Passes out*
[...]
------Day ???------
What happened? Oh, i'm so dizzy... It's helping now... I'd better eat some food an- SHIT THE SPAMBOTS ARE APPROACHING!
Okay, wasmic, pick up your machines and- no, get you qsuit on first...
*Runs to the storageroom*
Okay, there's my qsuit, now just to get it on...
Wait... has it shrunk while i was unconscius? And everything else has also... wait a moment... now it's gotten even smaller...
Oh... It must be me that's growing... but how...
OF COURSE! That weird machine! Is anything else happening? OH FU**! This means that i can't wear my qsuit and fight them!
I've got to send out a distress signal.
*Gets to radio and tries to call for help. Nobody answers, and spambot horde is still approaching... at an alarming pace*
------BEGIN TRANSMISSION------
ZzZ-Z This is a HAYOCORP automated message. Due to a spambot apocalypse, we can't sell you neither machines nor blueprints. Have a nice doom. ZzZZZzzZ
------END TRANSMISSION------
Okay, seems like i'm going to make a sorta final stand...
*grabs nanosaber and gets ready for fighting. Also prepares a nuke to detonate should I die.*
Come and get me, scumbots!
*Notices that I've grown so much that i have to break the blocks above the door to get out*
500 feet to nearest spambot
400 feet to nearest spambot
300 feet to nearest spambot
*Spam-fires explosive mining laser*
200 feet to nearest spambot
How many are there? It's like, they've sent 2000 to kill just me!
100 feet to nearest spambot
Do you want to buy a kitchen?
50 feet. 40 feet. 20 feet. 10 feet.
Chaos. I just hit and slice and dice, trying to keep them away. My higher size actually helps now.
I got hit, but it's only a flesh wound.
A loudspeaker sounds from high above.
"This is GregTech automated rescue service. T minus 2 minutes to evac teleport."
Okay, i might even survive this...
And then my nanosaber ran out of power.
I panicked. I started hitting them with my bare hands.
And got surprised that my hands now had claws. And that my arms were grey.
Bacon. 'Nuff said.
EDIT: If you want to know my favourite meal, it think i is burritos. Or lasagne. Burgers aren't bad, either.
